In fact, the disciples of the holy mountain prefer to call the holy mountain a holy country. In fact, they all regard themselves as the people of the holy country.


    Walking on the broad road paved with white stone, looking at the rows of houses on both sides, Yang Xuan felt a strange feeling in his heart.


    He is willing to believe that this is a big city with exotic customs, not a martial arts sect.


    In fact, the shops on both sides of the street just confirmed his feeling.


    Walking into a shop and looking at the goods on Yang Xuan''s shelf, Yang Xuan was stunned.


    "What do you need?" a clerk saluted him very politely.


    This time, Yang Xuan didn''t wear his purple son''s dress, but just plain clothes.


    Yang Xuan pointed to something on the shelf and asked, "what''s this?"


    The clerk looked at him strangely and explained, "this is called a light tube, which is used for lighting."


    As he said that, he took that thing off the shelf. After a little installation, a straight beam of light came out.


    Flashlight!


    Yang Xuan was a little dumb.


    Finally, Yang Xuan bought the flashlight and spent a little contribution.


    Playing with a flashlight, Yang Xuan looked and found a station not far away.


    How to say, there are some buses similar to modern society. There are fixed routes that anyone can take.


    Of course, this is also driven by the original stone.


    Taking a huge stone cart, Yang Xuan went outside the soul hall.


    Standing outside the soul hall and looking at the bustling crowd, Yang Xuan was stunned again.


    Before he really came into contact with the soul hall, he thought that the soul hall was a place with ghost spirit and dark breath everywhere.


    But in fact, what he sees now is only a very ordinary gate.


    On one side of the gate, two big characters are written in very regular font: Soul hall!


    This is the soul hall?


    Yang Xuan was curious.


    Rather than the mysterious soul hall, Yang Xuan felt that it was like a... University.


    The gate, the crowd with books, all made Yang Xuan feel like he had returned to the university campus.


    "Do you think it''s incredible?" someone approached him and said.


    The voice was strange, but somehow it gave Yang Xuan a very familiar feeling.


    In black, wearing a mask.


    "A little!" Yang Xuan took back his eyes and said faintly.


    "When I came here, I thought it was incredible. I really miss it. Do you often miss the past?" the man asked in his voice.


    "I don''t have much time to recall." Yang Xuan stared at a female disciple holding a book for a long time, and then said.


    "That''s a pity. Sometimes it''s also a pleasure to recall the past." Na humanitarian: "do you like that woman? I can introduce it to you. I''m familiar with it here."


    "I just think she looks like a person." Yang Xuan shook his head.


    "She is your subordinate, Yu Jiu''s sister." the man obviously smiled and said, "kiss your sister."


    Yang Xuan didn''t show his strange expression when he knew his identity. He just said softly, "no wonder."


    "You''re too affectionate. I don''t think it''s good." the man changed the topic and suddenly said, "for example, one day, I threatened you with Yu Jiu or Yu Jiu''s sister. What do you think of the end?"


    "I don''t know." Yang Xuan said faintly, "what do you call it?"


    "Call me chikong." the man thought and said.


    "If I remember correctly, chikong seems to be the title of the first son." Yang Xuan looked at him and said.


    "Oh? Really?" Chi Kong smiled, noncommittal.


    Yang Xuan was not asking, but walked towards the gate of the soul hall.


    Something was thrown by him.


    It''s the flashlight.


    "There''s nothing to give you for the first time. Just give you this." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    "Thank you!" Chi Kong smiled. "I just need this because I''ve been walking a lot lately."


    "It''s good to be useful, but I''m afraid it''s useless." Yang Xuan said.


    "Are you going to the soul hall?" Chi Kong asked.


    "Do you need to guess?" Wang Yuan replied faintly and walked into the gate of the soul hall.


    "Pay attention to your feet." chikong said.


    "What?" Yang Xuan turned back, but there was no one behind him.


    Someone came up.


    "See the son of heaven."


    Yang Xuan took back his eyes and said faintly, "I want to see the Lord of the soul hall."


    "The temple Lord has been waiting for the son for a long time. This way, please."


    In a large hall, Yang Xuan seemed to see the Lord of the soul hall.


    It seems that, on the one hand, the light in the hall is very dim, on the other hand, it is also because he is facing only a crow.


    Red mouth, black feathers, oily.


    "Are you the Lord of the soul hall?" Yang Xuan asked, staring at the crow.


    "Ga!" cried the crow.


    "What does GA mean?" Yang Xuan continued to stare at the crow.


    "GA is boring. If the crow can also be the Lord of my soul hall, I am happy to step down." a voice came out of the darkness, and then a figure appeared around the crow.


    The figure was drifting and could not see his face clearly.


    "The son of heaven comes to my soul hall. What can I do for you?" the voice of the dark shadow floated, like it came from an unknown space.


    "I want to enter the sea of souls!" Yang Xuan told the truth.


    "Oh, if I remember correctly, your Highness has always had a bad relationship with my soul hall." the Lord of the soul hall seemed to be laughing.


    "You''re a little polite. To be exact, I killed many people in the soul hall." Yang Xuan''s honesty surprised people.


    "Then are you still here? Aren''t you afraid I''ll kill you?" asked the Lord of the soul hall.


    "I don''t think you will." Yang Xuan thought and said.


    A black feather appeared from the air, splitting the air and cutting off the darkness.


    It was clearly just a black feather, but somehow Yang Xuan felt that there was a bright masterpiece in front of him.


    "What did you say to chikong just now?" feather stopped at the tip of Yang Xuan''s nose.


    "He said that the female disciple was very beautiful. Would you like to introduce one to me? In order to thank him, I gave him a flashlight... Light tube." Yang xuandao stretched out a finger and grabbed the feather in front of him.


    This is the most common feather. It looks like it has just been pulled out of a bird, with a faint temperature.


    Yang Xuan looked at the black crow. The black crow was also looking at him.


    To be exact, look at the feather in his hand.


    "Learn something!" the Lord of the soul Hall said, "he''s not a good man."


    "I''m not a good man either." Yang Xuan put the feather away and said.


    "I forgot, a good man can''t be the son." the Lord of the soul hall seemed to hiss, but he didn''t seem to laugh.


    Yang Xuan didn''t speak this time. It seems that he acquiesced.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. You can enter the wanhun sea if you want. Even if I give you the wanhun sea, but you have to do something for me." the Lord of the soul Hall said.


    "What''s up?" Yang Xuan took a deep breath.


    "I''ll tell you when it''s appropriate."


    "The price is a little high. If you want me to pick a moon for you, I can''t do it." Yang Xuan smiled and said.


    The Hall fell into silence. After a long time, the voice of the Lord of the soul hall came out: "this joke is not funny."


    The sound is a little cold, like a cold pool.


    "When I didn''t say," Yang Xuan followed suit.


    "Some words come out and can''t be taken back." the Lord of the soul Hall said inexplicably, and then said, "what? My request."


    Yang Xuan was silent for a moment and said two words.


    "Yes!"